Dragon’s Legacy

Dragon Lunamos

“You want me to put it in?”

The situation was startled. After the sex, Ramusa licks his penis like a normal puppy, and suddenly he doesn't expect Lunamos to ask for it. Is it because of the shame I just experienced? After all, it was the situation I wanted the most.

“Strange. My body keeps wanting reproduction...”

Lunamos felt overwhelmed by his changes. As if I were thirsty, my body constantly wanted comfort, the penis of the poem.

“Really? Come here for a second. Ramusa, could you come with me, please? ”

Ramusa shudders to his side, and the poet puts Lunamos back in his arms and seats him in front of him. And then I teased the clitoris with my finger.

“Ha…”

Lunamos vomits again and again. But I didn't intend to put it in yet. I wanted to make her crave more sex.

With this stimulus, the situation was also excited enough to keep Cooper's fluid flowing, but Lunamos' condition was worse.

Lunamos, who was moaning deeply with his eyes closed, was trembling with more fluid than usual. Ramusa didn't know what to do with the unbearable look on his side.

“Put it in...”

Lunamos asked you to put it back in the poem. If the penis of the poem did not come in, he instinctively felt that the same longing as this pain would not end.

“You mean here? ”

I put my finger slightly into Lunamos's vagina, not his penis. I feel a tickle near the entrance, without putting it deep.

“Ugh... yes...”

Lunamos trembles and replies with an icy voice. I couldn't stand the thought of putting any man in one place, but the poem continued to endure, poking my finger slightly into Lunamos' vagina and playing around.

However, I was very sad to see Lunamos in pain. I wish I could put it in quickly, but I couldn't understand the situation that I didn't put it in.

“Humans! Quickly put them inside Lunamos! ”

Ramusa shouts, impatiently.

“I just don't want it. ”

I also wanted to put it in now, so I couldn't spill a lot of Cooper's fluid, so my penis became wet, but I smiled and said it was okay.

“What can I do for you? ”

Lunamos knew the poem wanted something.

“Well... I'll think about it if you could be a little cuter. ”

The poem sits slightly apart from Lunamos' vagina, just as if he were a superintendent.

Lunamos may have been a little reluctant to be ashamed of himself, but now he has not. As other girls did, he immediately took hold of his penis and opened his mouth with a ferocious expression, longing for the poem.

“My Lord, please place it in the precious place of Lunamos. Please.”

As Lunamos speaks, he trembles with excitement and squeezes the fluid out of his vagina.

“Not enough. With that.”

As long as he had his penis erected, he pretended to think as if he was stroking his chin. I had no hobby of bullying women like this, but I had to do this to Lunamos.

Ramucia was frustrated and rushed to the poem as he could not put it in at this rate. As I bounced off my feet, I floated like a refusal to gravity, and with a quick twitch like a cat, I grabbed the penis in my hand and grabbed the back of the poem in one fell swoop.

“Hurry up, Human! Lunamos doesn't want your genitals! ”

Then he tried to force the penis of the poem into Ramucia's vagina. However, the poem did not bud like a rooted giant.

“If you're going to do this, I'm going to put it in a little bit. Did you know you're only hurting Lunamos? ”

“Blood. Avoidance. I didn't do anything. ”

Ramusa takes her hand off in panic.

“Get on your knees and apologize or don't put it in Lunamos? ”

“I'm sorry, mortal. I will forgive you. Please give Lunamos the genitals. ”

At the words of the poem, Ramusa knelt at once and bowed his head. It was an enormous loss of pride for humans, but for some reason, I was able to kneel before the poem without great reluctance.

“Good. I'll let you in this time, because you asked me to. But we don't have enough at this rate, so I'm going to get some clothes, so wait. ”

I went to the closet and picked out some clothes, saying that the poem would be used as a thorn in Cooper's mouth. And I put it on Lunamos.

The clothes the poem picked were low status maids and maid clothes to wear, but all the important parts of the clothing were revealed because the exposure was so severe. It was the clothes I chose to embarrass myself even more.

“Now do as the real owner asks. Then I'll think about it.”

“Ah... master...”

Lunamos sighs. I couldn't stand it. If I had the strength, I would like to force the situation into my vagina right away.

“Please put it in. If you regain your strength later, I'll do whatever you want. ”

“You'll do it all? I don't think you'll ever say that after you do. ”

“I will do whatever I want in honor of my name. So please... please. ”

After all, Lunamos, who couldn't resist, begged me to put it in, because he would do anything for the poem. The power is sealed and the pleasure feels the same as other women, but the situation only lasted for two weeks and only had sex with other women. Added to this, the excitement from shame has reached an unbearable limit. I never knew when I'd put on a sealed bracelet if I wanted to have sex enough to honor my name.

“Fine. I'll let you in if you want. ”

After reflecting on the situation, I finally decided to put it in. The performance of touching the clitoris for two weeks until my hands burst into mouthwash finally appeared.

The poem approached Lunamos. Lunamos has already made his way out of his hole and is ready for insertion at any time.

Ramusa looks nervous.

And I put the penis in the vagina without any mojo, and I immediately inserted it into the vagina.

“Ugh...”

Lunamos trembles as if struck by lightning as he enters his penis. I felt the satisfaction of wanting a penis so badly and the frustrating pleasure of electricity came to me at once.

“How are you feeling? Are you feeling okay? ”

“I love it... oh... give me a kiss...”

Lunamos, who used to keep quiet even though he kissed, now asks for a kiss. It seemed to instinctively realize what the body wanted with the desire to reach its limit.

The poem did not resist, but waved its waist with a kiss on Lunamos' lips. I had already had sex once, so I knew how to harass the vagina to feel the most pleasant.

“Feeling good? ”

“Jo... okay... deeper, deeper. ”

The poem continued to ask Lunamos if it would be good for him, and Lunamos answered, moaning half-consciously.

Sex was something I had experienced before, but it didn't feel the same. Pleasure paralyzed my mind and evoked constant affection for the situation. It was a mysterious experience for the first time, and it was also a single experience that allowed us to understand why power automatically filtered out most of the pleasures.

It was natural for anyone to be dominated without forgetting the pleasures of having sex like this. I also lost my strength knowing that my body and mind are getting eroded by this great pleasure, but I couldn't help it. Even when I regained my strength later, my body and mind were becoming completely discouraged by the fact that I could not feel this pleasure again.

“Can I come inside? ”

“Ugh... Please... sow my master's seed in me...”

The poem came to terms with Lunamos' permission. Excruciating semen seeps into Lunamos' vagina without cause. Unfortunately, all the sperm died because of the yin and yang symbiosis, so Lunamos could not have the child he wanted.

After the encounter, you lick Lunamos' nipple with an insert. After enduring for a long time, I felt that I was better than usual.

“Phew... As expected, Lunamos' quality feels good. ”

The poem gave me a compliment and stroked my head.

“Ha... ha... Thank you... my lord...”

Normally, I wouldn't have felt anything, but now I feel strangely good for some reason. The fact that the poem complimented me is a joy to my body and mind.

As Lunamos calmed down, he pulled his penis out of his vagina and brought it close to his mouth.

“Here, do this, too. Kneel down.”

“Very well, my lord. ”

Lunamos gets out of bed and licks his penis on his knees neatly. I went into my vagina and there was a small amount of semen in it, but I didn't think it was surprisingly dirty. on a subject that usually cares so much about cleanliness.

Ramusa sits next to you, puffed up, and opens his mouth in envy, looking at Lunamos. I thought about it, and I wanted to lick it right next to him, but I was afraid the situation would be angry and rude to Lunamos, so I didn't have the courage.

“You can come and lick it with me if you want. ”

“Is it really okay? ”

Ramusa, who was staring at me in envy, asked me with a half tone.

“It's a reward for apologizing at once. From now on, if you listen well, I'll reward you. ”

“I see. Humans. I'll listen to you from now on. ”

Ramusa rushes right over, kneels down next to Lunamos, and licks the poem's penis as he flicks his tongue together. Ramusa's ears tighten and his tail wiggles. I immediately noticed that I was feeling pretty good.

The poem gazes calmly at Lunamos and Ramusa. They were completely different, like water and oil, but they were making their own.

It seemed like it was over, but it was just the beginning. Without stopping here, I had to make it completely my own by planting more pleasure and pleasure in my body and mind.

Afterwards, the poet pushed Lunamos to the limit and had sex after humiliating him in all sorts of ways.

At first, Lunamos, who was awkward, opened his eyes to her instincts as a woman a month later, and naturally asked the poem for sex and skinship. The joy and cheerfulness of the kiss, when the poem caressed me and complimented me, were pleasant acts that I wondered why I had never known.

With continued sex, Lunamos felt for himself that his body and mind were now becoming entirely of the poem.

If the poem didn't hug me when I slept, I could feel the feeling of grief. If I complimented Ramucia, I suddenly felt jealous.

Jill here was also imprinted entirely on the penis of the poem, and now she has become an adulterous body that cannot stand without sex. At some point, life without poetry came to a horrible place just by imagining it.

It's a happy day, but this will all be over soon. This was Lunamos' biggest concern recently.

Is it because of that? The poem found a book in the corner of the library about the covenant of slavery, looking for gaps in the castle of Quezron every time he had time.

The laughter of the poem darkened.

* *

One day until the seal is lifted.

As usual, Lunamos first came to the poem's room and stroked his fur, sitting on his lap, turning into a cat.

This life was over tomorrow. Once the seal was lifted, all power would return, and I could not have happy sex with the poem. His power will automatically control all pleasures and emotions.

Just thinking about it made me feel depressed. In the past, I would have been curious about this new sensation, but now I'm not even energetic.

“I envy you...”

“Yes? Me? Me? ”

Ramusa is puzzled by Lunamos' sudden words.

“Yes... you can continue to have fun with your master. But I'll be back tomorrow. Come on. There's water pouring out of my eyes...”

Lunamos wipes away the tears that come out of his eyes as he strokes Ramucia for a long time. It's the first time I've lived through it in thousands of years.

Just then, the poem opened the door.

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We will try to raise them one at a time per day due to the delay in the last period. Sorry about that.

Thank you for always reading.